After years of gender deferential dress codes
and fixing the turned up collars of my classmates
while trying to wear my own well
a few stuck around
hanging
some ties were looser
floating in and out on the breeze
but when on fire
burning bright
the tightest one
is starting to choke me
and part of me wants to cut it
but it's so aged
and comfortable
when it doesn't strangle me
and that pre-made and tied one
feels better around my throat.
Words coming to you from my mind
Sunday, September 1, 2013
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